You remember the tall office building on the other side of the block, and wonder what mischief you could cause to liven up the clerical drudgery of those inside.
A doorman sits in the lobby reading a magazine and looking as dull as you could imagine. On a whim, you walk through and will your voice into physical existence as you say 'don't mind me'. He looks up and around slowly, eyes twisted into a cynical disbelief that quite amuses you, and soon resumes reading.
The skeptics will be the most fun to haunt, you note for future reference.
You're in the elevator, and rather than will yourself straight up, you decide to conserve yourself and just hit a button.
Ah, but which? The cubicles on the lower floors? The boardrooms in the middle? The penthouse-like offices at the top? Or the basement? |